Where the Heart Is

Everybody is born crying At least give me the freedom to die laughing Never in defiance no never in fear But in pure unadultrated happiness Let all the decisions, choices, mistakes Fall in meaningless puddles of stagnant water And let me just soar with the ecstacy of thundering waves Basking in deep ululations of dancing tear drops From the deepest forests of Central Africa Crossing the golden plains of southern Africa Besting the dryest parts of northen Africa Let me smell the freedom which has long eluded mankind Let me sit down and smoke a pipe with my friends And share all the stories that brought us to be Its simple and yet its so hard to achieve To be humble and yet to be more than we please Take me home oh I'm asking the heavens to see That we walk through this life wearing borrowed shoes Take me home Oh Im begging my friends need to see How I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy to be Everybody is born through pain Let me die with pleasure And look up at the faces of all those I love And see their joy, their pride, their happiness that I had lived Kilimanjaro By Athi Godlo